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[personal profile] patrols 2025-06-05 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
I love you too.

[She closes her eyes at the forehead kiss and nods.]

And I'm sorry.
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[personal profile] telegraphs 2025-06-05 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not. Not for a second. Even --

( He stops. )

Ma, we'll be in for dessert. Shoo.

( A door slams, something (someone) scampers. Suddenly, many male voices. He shakes his head and steps back. )

We'll figure it all out, okay?
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[personal profile] patrols 2025-06-05 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
We will.

[She never doubted that for a moment. And she wasn't lying when she says there's nothing she wants more more than the life that comes after.]

C'mon. Let's go have dessert before your brothers eat it all without us.
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[personal profile] telegraphs 2025-06-05 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Like she didn't order enough for the entire block.

( He feels... better enough. But he needs her to say more. And to compromise. Or at least ... get him to understand everything better. Something. He backs off. He doesn't want her sad or hurt.

And he is so mad at her family all over again.
)